Endless Session, Day 170: Solo Bliss
A flooding beach in Newport. Photo Today was the day. The day of massive surf and flooding beaches. Not currently having a death wish, I dodged the ferocious South Bay and my whip and I were on the 405 headed south by 6 a.m., rain abound. Feeling like taking a coastal route, I got off along Seal Beach Blvd. and drove along PCH through Huntington, the sun just barely starting to give some luminescence to the cloud cover. Huntington was firing. I peered out the window periodically and witnessed massive lines coming in, the water churning with energy. I pulled up to a beach in Newport, and the darkness was lit up by the whitewash crashing into the shore. The tide was high and the spot that I saw so calm weeks prior was flooding almost up to the parking lot, and a few souls out were sailing down some solid overhead sets. I geared up and flew out for a few quick inside waves, not confident that I could handle the outside with consistent pumping surf coming in. The violent current was pulling, and I quickly got in and decided to continue my journey south. Bare perfection. Photo After a coffee refill and another half hour on the road, I pulled up to Doheny, my home away from home. I had…
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